Transformers || Oneshots

White wings~ Optimus x Angel Femme reader

-Requested by DarkRosePrime121

Notes:
• From the title of the story you can assume she is a angel, sent from Alpha Trion himself.
• This starts off with the whole Optimus/Smokescreen revival in Season 3 episode 4 "Rebellion", you know, when Optimus is revived? Yes, that one. Well, I kinda changed some canon stuff around 😂😂
• So, I made up the term "Angel's Furlough" used throughout this oneshot for plot purposes. It's not canon, and it's not going to make sense right away until it's rightfully explained.
• Sprinkled Angst ;-;

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White wings
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"Optimus, no! This isn't how the story is supposed to end...." Smokescreen whispered to the fast fading prime, seeing his optics flicker on and off simultaneously. Inside his helm his conflict raged on, hanging tightly to the very strings of his own life.

Smokescreen didn't know this, of course. Only Optimus seen the great Alpha Trion stand before him in his apparition-like state. The once-energetic sporty mech and the great but struggling Prime were below, far below the surface of the land they once called home in hopes of being hidden from the raid of Darkmount.

Optimus couldn't speak, no, he barely could move his helm. But on the inside, he roared to life as he was faced with his mentor of the past.

"Why do you hesitate?" Alpha Trion spoke in his strong, coarse voice down to the glowing Prime, who pulled his servo away from his, not wanting to join the AllSpark.

"I do not fear joining with the AllSpark, but for the fate of the Matrix of Leadership, as well as my priorities of having a Autobot family to guide and to cherish that I would be leaving behind in a war I started."

"You know as well as I, a worthy candidate is near. One who will learn to be a Prime, as you once did." The dialogue left the masters' intake with a mighty roar of power. Not intended to jump the Prime, no, but to get his point across. Alpha Trion then stuck his servo out again, beckoning the Prime.

"Take my servo, Optimus, and join me. Join with the AllSpark."

Optimus frowned, moving closer as he then had no choice but to shake the servo that awaited his fate. Inside he felt guilt of all kinds, especially letting the team he lead down. Optimus was infamous to pull through these simple near-death experiences, but he's afraid time had caught up with him after all he's been through.

He moved closer, feeling the bright tingle radiate to his servo now, just mere inches from the future he held in store. But the Prime was smart, lowering his servo as his mentor looked to him in confusion.

"May I get another chance, perhaps with an Angel Furlough?" Optimus questioned, having this question be his last argumentative piece if worse came to worse.

Alpha Trion cocked a optic ridge, smiling at his successor in all his intelligence.

"I see you are appointed by the Angel's furlough? Not many Cybertronians know of this...rebound."

Optimus took a second to gather his words and thoughts before spilling it all out on the table, one that with one false move or motive, he knows he'll have to agree to a fate he just won't accept.

"I have read a lot of articles and booklets in my existence, especially as my time being a archivist in Iacon. I know of this opportunity, but never planned on using my knowledge of the topic to grant me a second chance for a foolish reason. I do believe I have lived a life already worth of such accomplishments, but I ask of you to grant me the Angel's Furlough in order to bring peace to tyranny."

Alpha Trion was moved by his words, knowing already Optimus only did what he thought was right. He did not want to continue life because of himself, but for his team and the legacy he leaves behind. He needs to finish this war right.